7.31.2023 - Buckle
/7.31.2023
Buckle
The Golden Buckle on the Sun Belt,
Houston Texas is so called.
I was born within its bounds.
I thrived in the Montrose,
Cried in the suburbs,
Was married and divorced,
All inside of Houston.
I want the city to always be,
To stay whole and the same.
Life moves ever forward,
Unheeding of my remains.
Sun belt?
Pfft.
I much prefer the clouds.
